Every Storm Runs Out of Rain

Outside, there is a thunderstorm, but inside, there is calm. Life’s not perfect, but I have learned to dance in the rain and stand in the light. Now, when the storm clouds gather, their stay is short-lived, and I continue to make peace with the anxiety, depression, and myself. We have come to peacefully co-exist with one another, and I have come to accept them as part of who I am, without allowing them to define me. That’s progress indeed.

Kristi Jo …it is amazing how much your posts so often resonate with especially when you talk about depression and anxiety. Thank you…you are very inspiring to my own challenges with these issues that I do not want to define me either.

Shelia, it gives me great comfort and strength knowing that I am not in this alone, and the feeling is mutual. We’ll keep doing whatever it takes to not be defined by either issue, as we are so much more than them. Hang in there!